Chapter 128: Too Quiet – Part 1

Chapter 128: Too Quiet – Part 1

The imperial air docks are at the south-eastern corner of Mac Gantus, right next to the bay because most airships are also sea-ready. The air docks itself is a simple grid of rectangular parking spots as there's really no need for anything complex without the need for a runaway or any sort of taxiing.

Curiously, it seems that there's a second level being built for the metal eggs of the imperial airships, making it one of the few structures that rise above the strictly regulated height of all buildings.

Our reserved spot is one of the smaller rectangles at one edge of the air docks, at the opposite side to the imperial army's warships, and also neighboring the lavish-looking airships that are seemingly owned by other nobles.

By my quick calculations, there must be about one hundred rectangles, of which about half are occupied by the metal eggs, and one-third are occupied by noble-owned airships.

Merchant airships get a dock of their own because they're forced to either land in the water or in a grass field outside the town so that they can go through customs like water ships or wagon caravans.

But the crew, especially the Chimeras, are more interested in staring at the Throne of Ascension than the spot we're about to land on.

Built during the Dawn of Mankind, it predates written history, and it's believed that it was raised before the other races were created, making it the oldest known construction in existence.

Unfortunately, the rulers that succeeded its creator wiped out all traces of its previous history, and even the first emperor completely overhauled it once he had removed the veritable mountain of gold and silver that was used to decorate it, so it doesn't hold anywhere near the amount of historical value it could've.

Still, it's quite impressive to look at from the outside. It has a "staircase" shape, with the middle being a solid pillar of yellow bricks, and the "steps" are filled with medium-sized white mansions as it spirals upwards and continues into the clouds. Though thicker than my cock, it isn't by much, but it can definitely house more nobles than the ring of mansions we have back in Escanso due to its extreme verticality.

Ciel sighs at my joke. It's far from being "heresy" since the Throne isn't a holy structure, but it still annoys her.

The ship finally lands, and we're the first ones out. There's a set of elven carriages ready to take us to our accommodations, and because there's nothing to see around here due to our parking spot being a walled courtyard made of bricks, we just get comfortable in our seats and prepare for another round of shaking.

"What's the party about?" Hana curiously questions the elven guide in our carriage.

"Hiyoku Hara has been reconquered after the Emperor defeated a Symbol of Might leading the dragons," he answers matter-of-factly.

We all raise our eyebrows in surprise, but Hana becomes quite excited at the news.

Something happened without us being involved? How unusual!

"So that's why the Emperor isn't in the capital," Yunia remarks thoughtfully, but the guide isn't able to confirm or deny it. The Emperor does as he pleases, and it's believed that only his harem can reliably inform us about where he is at any moment due to the fellowship bond.

Hiyoku Hara was lost a few hundred years ago, sending the dragonkin homeland of Yukiyama into a sort of depression since they lost their only truly fertile piece of land, so perhaps now, they'll make a comeback.

Alissa feels a bit hopeful, too, because that'll re-open trade routes that go through the Misty Low Forest and the Colored Sands once again, making it in the empire's best interest to see that the neglected desert isn't brimming with raiders and slavers like it is right now.

As the sun begins to set, our carriage departs from the docks, and the sound of merrymaking reaches our ears, immediately distracting Hana as she starts to get in the mood for another party.

We come out onto a wide boulevard, and the loud music interrupts our casual chatter. This is a nobler part of town since it's the main road between the air docks and the Nobles' Quarter in the north of Mac Gantus, so there are plenty of Townsguard on patrol to ensure that the street remains open, but the party-goers just fill the sidewalks, instead.

"So many catgirls..." I mumble in awe and mild lust as I observe the scantily-clad women (and a few catboy twinks) dancing atop illuminated pillars as if this was an open-air club. Then I look ahead and frown in confusion. "Seriously, the whole street is full of them."

The guide nods diligently and explains, "These are prostitutes from the brothels that surround this boulevard. If you see someone you want, we can stop and ask her to come with us."

Makes sense that the brothels are near military installations.

While having a catgirl would be really nice, our bodies are a bit tired from the constant shaking of the ship, so I just want to enjoy a private evening with my wives and possibly all of the Companions. I also prefer to give notice ahead of time to the brothel that I'm going to so that they can prepare someone who'd be more eager and willing to entertain me than just a random, tired worker.

But by the Gods, it's quite tempting to ask a pretty, sweaty catgirl dancer to come in, and then fuck her brains out.

Alissa senses quite a lot of people far underneath us, and just like in Escanso, the boulevard occasionally has holes in the middle, allowing us to peek down at the underground levels of the city. Building up is limited, so they built down, but even deeper in, there's a dungeon, the Great Labyrinth.

The first emperor was born there, in a random dark corner of the Labyrinth, and the extreme environment seemingly provided him with the opportunity to rise until he became a literal God. It's the perfect stereotypical Isekai starting scenario (not saying that mine isn't), making me wonder if Ajax was someone like me.

"I want to explore the Labyrinth," Lina shares, and we all agree that it'd be a good use of our free time.

The Throne acts like a giant sundial, and so we eventually cross its stunningly massive shadow since we're now passing through the east side of the city.

Once we reach the Nobles' Quarter, the crowd immediately goes away, though the quality of the prostitutes seems to increase.

Hana salivates over a cute halfling boy dancer, and I give her a playful slap on the face to remind her of her "training."

Shortly after, we reach the embassies. The road is officially called "Union Street," but it's informally known as "Bickers Street" due to the embassies regularly sending their representatives to each other to complain about every little thing.

The empire actually prefers that they do this instead of having to deal with border disputes locally, which would require costly infrastructure and even waste the Emperor's time with teleporting around since he's occasionally forced to be present to mediate disputes.

We pass by a forest of giant, glowing mushrooms, which is Gnomeria's embassy, but most of it is underground; then a complex of the Misty Forest's raised houses made with their characteristic black, ashy wood and with red-tiled, sharp-angled roofs; then a single, gigantic, Gothic mansion for Maplethorne's embassy; then a pastel-colored not-Taj-Mahal for (currently Fallen) Aremut.

And then we finally reach our destination.

On one side of the street, we see a rectangular, mansion-sized box curved in a convex shape made of obsidian that's dotted with countless, shining, Fire-attuned crystals and has a visible crack going through its middle. This is Mountainhome's embassy, and it looks exactly like how that one comedy book Lina once read describes it. Like Gnomeria's, most of the Embassy is actually underground.

On the other side of the street, we see a forest of mini High Trees. Each tree is made of thousands of branches that are twisted into a spiral until they form a thick, tall pillar of wood, each the size of a large house, all with countless little windows letting out some light. This is our embassy.

Right beside ours is Elaria's, which is also a forest, but of the usual grassland elf tree style with their rotund, house-sized trunks.

There are more embassies ahead, but they're partially obscured by the high walls and tall buildings.

Our little column of carriages stops, and we finally reach the end of our short journey.

A group of pretty elven maids receives us, and I immediately begin to miss our home because I can't touch any of them. They're paid by the Elder Council, so there's a good chance that they're xenophobic elven elitists with no appreciation for draconic cock.

Caterina disembarks from another carriage along with the High Officers, and after a surprisingly sensual stretch, she approaches us with a content expression.

She's kind of beginning to unnerve me with how friendly she is because I know she can turn that around and become as ruthless as her mother at a moment's notice.

"Thank you for taking me along. You allowed the Punishers to save a lot of funds this way," she earnestly states.

"It was a pleasure to have you with us," Ciel cheerfully replies.

And Caterina glances at Hana. "I know." Then her smile becomes slightly bitter. "But I believe we'll have to part ways for now. I'll be busy for a few days as I deal with the reason for why I came here."

"There's a chance we might stay here for a full day-cycle since it depends on the whim of the Emperor," Yunia soberly explains.

"We might even get the chance to explore the Labyrinth together," Hana adds with a grin.

Caterina stares at her for a couple of seconds, then she hums softly and nods. "With luck."

Then we say our goodbyes and start making our way to our personal mini High Tree.

Hana sighs and smiles absentmindedly. She made some progress with Caterina, but that doesn't quench her thirst for her own milf. Though the Templar isn't motherly like Osaria or Poosh, her confident and experienced demeanor is quite attractive to Hana.

The fiery dragonkin shrugs while she shows her characteristic proud grin. "Ciel is my 'motherly milf,' and I can always get a piece of your milfs whenever I want," she asserts, making the resident angel frown worriedly.

Roxanne raises her eyebrows, then adjusts her glasses as she remarks, "I know Wolfy is insatiable, but you're a close second."

And like a true dragon's kin, Hana feels absolutely no shame.

But then I notice Roxanne's thin black tail waving like cat's, full of mischief, and I brace for impact, but I'm not the target this time, "Klein comes third because she's a crazy slut." And the poor monkey girl's jaw goes slack, completely caught off-guard by the sneak attack.

Alissa's eyes go to Aoi, then she looks back at Hukarere. "You sure about that? Even you are thirstier for cum than Klein is," she snobbishly shoots back, and Roxanne is left without a reply.

Poosh tells on Osaria, informing me that my thirsty milf is going after the maids, so I write a letter telling her to control herself, though I have the golems do the actual writing because my calligraphy sucks while they were taught by Arreira in how to write like an elf. She's an aggressive sexual predator, and I don't want her harassing my maids even though I know they're all thirsty cum sluts. She is allowed to proposition, but not to insist on it or flirt too aggressively.

Sai has made some observations about the baby golems, and she shares her ideas with me. She's having Jarvis learn how to work together with a Celestial Horn while being worn, so she's learning a few things about golem psychology.

She also gives a suggestion for a good halfling/dwarf brothel, and I make a mental note to flirt with her more aggressively.

Almaria is asking about what shape I want for the pussies of the golems' plant bodies, and I instantly get a boner as I start to deliberate on the fine details of a woman's hidden beauty.

While we all may think that a neat "Volkswagen Beetle hood" looks cute, meaty flaps like Klein's have a bit of a lewd air to them that I also enjoy. Now, the question is, who gets which pussy?

I think Jarn deserves the meaty flaps because her body is already a bimbofication based on the wives. Suzy is going to be a not-vampire, so maybe she should get the cute and innocent "Beetle hood" while Ted gets something in-between the two other golems'.

"What an enlightening discussion," Ciel dryly remarks, and I give her ass a playful slap.

Sandoro reports a quick improvement of Brett's situation, and he's already training with the other men like normal again, though that doesn't mean that he's ready for a real battle.

I tell Sandoro to encourage Brett to always keep us informed if he has another of those "episodes." It's better if he stays on the bench than risk fucking up if he's still not mentally sound.

I remember I almost fucked up when we were attacked by the rapists back in Rabanara, but Brett doesn't have a supportive harem ready to take over in case he locks up.

Then I write that we all love and miss them all very much.

Osaria, Poosh, and the maids stare at the letter with a variety of reactions, but the most common is a sad moan as they clutch their hearts (and a few even touch themselves between their legs).

Like the insatiable slut that she is, Osaria immediately goes for a lewd payback. She takes her summoned little bird off her shoulder and then pushes it in between her breasts, so I activate the sense sharing with it, but she's not done yet.

She gets Poosh to take off her top, and the two of them press their large tits against each other while Osaria pushes the bird up and down suggestively. That does it for me.

I turn to Ciel and grin. She immediately notices my lewd stare without even having to peek at my thoughts, then her eyes fall on my hard-as-diamond cock, and she lets out a sigh.

"Fine..." She mumbles and crawls over to me, with Hana following her juicy behind like a good, submissive, sex slave.

Alissa slowly oils my dick, then my two big-titted wives sandwich it between their massive breasts.

This will be the cherry on the cake to end my evening.

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